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Mar 04, 2014 03:37PM
Here the final copy of each pairs work will be posted, please read each of them, and then I will post a poll so you can vote on your favorite! You'll have a week to vote!!! Good Luck!!!
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Pair 2: Destiny and Ashley!
{Name} Amber Lynn
{Gender} Female
{Age} 17
{Appearance}
http://cdn.hispotion.com/wp-content/u...
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNp70nLvkxw...
http://data1.whicdn.com/images/627459...
{Personality}
She's like a girl version of Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow. She's very curious, adventurous, and stubborn. She can also be very opinionated at times which gets her in trouble. People tend to love her for her weirdness, but when it comes to being serious and talking about her or her past, she's a closed book.
{History}
When Amber was born, her parents insisted she was a mistake and that they should give her up. Especially when they figured out she could be just like her father. They left her on a beach, leaving her for whatever awaited her. A women with the name of Lily claimed and raised her as her own. When she became older, 13 to be precise, Lily told her where she found her and she has no idea why her parents left her. Amber soon found out her abilities, to see the dead. She figured that was why, they probably thought she was a freak. She decided to leave, she left when she was 16 and moved to San Francisco for 8 months then moved here, MoonRise town.
{Hobbies}
Amber does photography a lot, she loves the colors and how they all come out differently in there own way! She sketches from time to time, she enjoys watching Netflix!!!! And sense growing up on the beach as a kid, surfing!
{Powers}
Necromancer. She can see and talk to ghost. And if she wanted to, raise the dead.
{Status} Single
{Crush} Open
{Name}: Dymitri Caseus Capriano
{Gender}: Male
{Age}: 19
{Birthday}: November 15, 1995
{Appearance}:
http://data2.whicdn.com/images/326559...
http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236...
{Style}:
http://cdnpix.com/show/18640687204728...
{Weight}: 180 lbs.
{Height}: 6'4" (6 Feet, 4 Inches.)
{Tattoos}:
One.
MOM + DAD=NEVER FORGET
{Other}: He loves Ice Cream.
{Personality}:
~Smart~dark~mysterious~humorous~caring~kind~hardworker~slacker~adventurous~daring~attractive~challenging~charismatic~alert~clever~serious~open minded~confident~dedicated~discreet~eloquent~exciting~faithful~dutiful~dynamic~creative~generous~genuine~friendly~fun loving~forgiving~honorable~honest~humble~
{History}:
As a child Dymitri grew up in a wealthy, loving family. They had it all, he had it all. Until it was all ripped away from him, like a bandage. His father had gotten involved with the wrong people, by accident. That didn't matter anyway, his dad's name was number 1 on many people's lists, he was a very wealthy and successful man in the working industry. He was Vice-President of the major car company Lamborghini. Maybe you've heard of it, wait, everyone's heard of it. That was the bad thing. Having such a wide known name and position puts up on top of many bad guy lists. They wanted his money, and fortune, and would do anything to get it.
One day, Dymitri was playing with his, Siberian Husky, NaNi. His mom rushed through the door, shoving him and his dog into a closet and all he could hear was gunshots and screaming. He peeked out of the slits in the closet door and watched his mom and dad get shot, in the head, and in the heart. He couldn't do much. He stared in shock as his world-everything he loved dearest was ripped away from him-came crumbling down on him. After the house was stripped of every fine thing his family owned and he was alone, in the huge house, he came out. His parents bodies were gone, their blood wasn't which splattered the walls and floor. He ran out of there as fast as he could with NaNi at his side, crying as he was, he manage to grow and survive in this horrid world, where money is more important the life of a human. It was because of that day that he became the rock hard, man he is today.
{Hobbies}:
Dymitri enjoys playing soccer and basketball, but his absolute passion is drawing, he can draw almost about anything. It's the one thing that can erase that day-even for just a little bit-and gives him the power to rewrite it. The way he wishes it would have happened. He loves playing with NaNi day and night, playing fetch, watching a movie, or just chilling anywhere. He loves her with all his heart, she's the most amazing dog in the entire world.
{Relationship Status}: Single.
{Crush}: Open.
Plot/Background:
My name is Amber, yeah, Amber Lynn. If i were popular that'd be a nice name to catch on right? But in order to be popular, you need to have friends, and in order to have friends, you can't be a total freak. I lost there. Curious yet? I'm not like most kids, in fact, im nothing like them. I have a gift people would be scared of, or even probably send me to a mental hospital. Or if there christian people, throw holy water on me. My mind hasn't befriended the regular 17 year old mind. My mind never thinks, Who should i take to prom? Or, Should i buy a new outfit? No, its nothing like that, instead its more like, Did i finish her deed? Will it leave me alone? But whats always on my mind is, Will it wanna kill me? I've gotten use to being alone, still cheak on the lady though. I'm not scared of much because i have nothing to loose. Or..at least not before. Blue eyed hottie stormed into my life and changed everything! I'm no longer the quiet girl in the back row, that doesn't care about her surroundings. When i tansfered again, to this school, everythings different. Being the new girl was never a problem, the people around me were. I never paid much attention to them, but this..boy..there was something about him, and till this day, i don't know what.
Dymitri Caseus Capriano. I'm the dude that chills in the back room, never needing to pay attention, never wanting to. I, honestly, could care less about this world, everything about it is horrid, makes me want to gauge my eyeballs out. It's these self-absorbed, money-loving humans that ruin everything, and I am disgraced to call myself part of their species, then again, genetics don't lie. Most of the time. My life sucks, day after day, going on and about acting like there isn't a whirlpool spinning inside of me, each ounce of it holding a ton of vengeance, anger, hatred, longing, displeasure, heart-break. That's all about to change when I, accidently, happen to meet the tall, long-legged, goddess-like red head. Everything about her is other-worldly, different? I can't put a word on it but it is, and the only thing I know for sure is that I'm up for one hell of a ride. And it's coming. We both know it is...The prophecy just confirms it.
One Girl. One Boy. The Prophecy.
Thee who can raise those from the Afterlife, thee who can speak to those who have past on. Thee, I call on thee, summon you to the stage as I speak to thee.
On the Night, when the Moon is at it's peak-it's brightest, it's fullest, one will be chosen as your sacrifice, one is already destined. You must sacrifice him, for thus shall be cursed if not. The very ground you stand on will Quiver, the world itself will tremble. Not even Atlas will be able to hold the world on his shoulders no longer. If thee doesn't sacrifice, those who have passed on, shall rise again! Their souls being snatched from where they lay and shoved back into their body. They will Rise! Powerful and Mighty, they will. They will grab, and, destroy, and, kill if must, to make their army larger, stronger! Thee must stop them! They shall not live! They shall not return to this world and captivate the human race! Thee most evoke them! You must sacrifice the boy! He will know it's the right thing to do. Thus will be the hero of all, the savior.
Is love worth everything? Even the fate of the entire world?
Being a Necromancer, makes you want to die, and loose this awful power. While being mortal, you want to live a long life with power. Two young people come together, to make an awful sacrafice that will change there lifes forever. Amber, the necromancer, couldn't be more alone, she doesn't really befriend anyone, mostly because she's a freak. That changes when Dymitri comes in. Being a young mortal with a crappy past can change your perspective on many things, it must be hard to love. Two very different people with two very different personalitys must make a sacrafice. Working together and unknowingly falling in love is a tough job. Especially when they find out the sacrafice, is one of them.
{Name} Amber Lynn
{Gender} Female
{Age} 17
{Appearance}
http://cdn.hispotion.com/wp-content/u...
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNp70nLvkxw...
http://data1.whicdn.com/images/627459...
{Personality}
She's like a girl version of Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow. She's very curious, adventurous, and stubborn. She can also be very opinionated at times which gets her in trouble. People tend to love her for her weirdness, but when it comes to being serious and talking about her or her past, she's a closed book.
{History}
When Amber was born, her parents insisted she was a mistake and that they should give her up. Especially when they figured out she could be just like her father. They left her on a beach, leaving her for whatever awaited her. A women with the name of Lily claimed and raised her as her own. When she became older, 13 to be precise, Lily told her where she found her and she has no idea why her parents left her. Amber soon found out her abilities, to see the dead. She figured that was why, they probably thought she was a freak. She decided to leave, she left when she was 16 and moved to San Francisco for 8 months then moved here, MoonRise town.
{Hobbies}
Amber does photography a lot, she loves the colors and how they all come out differently in there own way! She sketches from time to time, she enjoys watching Netflix!!!! And sense growing up on the beach as a kid, surfing!
{Powers}
Necromancer. She can see and talk to ghost. And if she wanted to, raise the dead.
{Status} Single
{Crush} Open
{Name}: Dymitri Caseus Capriano
{Gender}: Male
{Age}: 19
{Birthday}: November 15, 1995
{Appearance}:
http://data2.whicdn.com/images/326559...
http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236...
{Style}:
http://cdnpix.com/show/18640687204728...
{Weight}: 180 lbs.
{Height}: 6'4" (6 Feet, 4 Inches.)
{Tattoos}:
One.
MOM + DAD=NEVER FORGET
{Other}: He loves Ice Cream.
{Personality}:
~Smart~dark~mysterious~humorous~caring~kind~hardworker~slacker~adventurous~daring~attractive~challenging~charismatic~alert~clever~serious~open minded~confident~dedicated~discreet~eloquent~exciting~faithful~dutiful~dynamic~creative~generous~genuine~friendly~fun loving~forgiving~honorable~honest~humble~
{History}:
As a child Dymitri grew up in a wealthy, loving family. They had it all, he had it all. Until it was all ripped away from him, like a bandage. His father had gotten involved with the wrong people, by accident. That didn't matter anyway, his dad's name was number 1 on many people's lists, he was a very wealthy and successful man in the working industry. He was Vice-President of the major car company Lamborghini. Maybe you've heard of it, wait, everyone's heard of it. That was the bad thing. Having such a wide known name and position puts up on top of many bad guy lists. They wanted his money, and fortune, and would do anything to get it.
One day, Dymitri was playing with his, Siberian Husky, NaNi. His mom rushed through the door, shoving him and his dog into a closet and all he could hear was gunshots and screaming. He peeked out of the slits in the closet door and watched his mom and dad get shot, in the head, and in the heart. He couldn't do much. He stared in shock as his world-everything he loved dearest was ripped away from him-came crumbling down on him. After the house was stripped of every fine thing his family owned and he was alone, in the huge house, he came out. His parents bodies were gone, their blood wasn't which splattered the walls and floor. He ran out of there as fast as he could with NaNi at his side, crying as he was, he manage to grow and survive in this horrid world, where money is more important the life of a human. It was because of that day that he became the rock hard, man he is today.
{Hobbies}:
Dymitri enjoys playing soccer and basketball, but his absolute passion is drawing, he can draw almost about anything. It's the one thing that can erase that day-even for just a little bit-and gives him the power to rewrite it. The way he wishes it would have happened. He loves playing with NaNi day and night, playing fetch, watching a movie, or just chilling anywhere. He loves her with all his heart, she's the most amazing dog in the entire world.
{Relationship Status}: Single.
{Crush}: Open.
Plot/Background:
My name is Amber, yeah, Amber Lynn. If i were popular that'd be a nice name to catch on right? But in order to be popular, you need to have friends, and in order to have friends, you can't be a total freak. I lost there. Curious yet? I'm not like most kids, in fact, im nothing like them. I have a gift people would be scared of, or even probably send me to a mental hospital. Or if there christian people, throw holy water on me. My mind hasn't befriended the regular 17 year old mind. My mind never thinks, Who should i take to prom? Or, Should i buy a new outfit? No, its nothing like that, instead its more like, Did i finish her deed? Will it leave me alone? But whats always on my mind is, Will it wanna kill me? I've gotten use to being alone, still cheak on the lady though. I'm not scared of much because i have nothing to loose. Or..at least not before. Blue eyed hottie stormed into my life and changed everything! I'm no longer the quiet girl in the back row, that doesn't care about her surroundings. When i tansfered again, to this school, everythings different. Being the new girl was never a problem, the people around me were. I never paid much attention to them, but this..boy..there was something about him, and till this day, i don't know what.
Dymitri Caseus Capriano. I'm the dude that chills in the back room, never needing to pay attention, never wanting to. I, honestly, could care less about this world, everything about it is horrid, makes me want to gauge my eyeballs out. It's these self-absorbed, money-loving humans that ruin everything, and I am disgraced to call myself part of their species, then again, genetics don't lie. Most of the time. My life sucks, day after day, going on and about acting like there isn't a whirlpool spinning inside of me, each ounce of it holding a ton of vengeance, anger, hatred, longing, displeasure, heart-break. That's all about to change when I, accidently, happen to meet the tall, long-legged, goddess-like red head. Everything about her is other-worldly, different? I can't put a word on it but it is, and the only thing I know for sure is that I'm up for one hell of a ride. And it's coming. We both know it is...The prophecy just confirms it.
One Girl. One Boy. The Prophecy.
Thee who can raise those from the Afterlife, thee who can speak to those who have past on. Thee, I call on thee, summon you to the stage as I speak to thee.
On the Night, when the Moon is at it's peak-it's brightest, it's fullest, one will be chosen as your sacrifice, one is already destined. You must sacrifice him, for thus shall be cursed if not. The very ground you stand on will Quiver, the world itself will tremble. Not even Atlas will be able to hold the world on his shoulders no longer. If thee doesn't sacrifice, those who have passed on, shall rise again! Their souls being snatched from where they lay and shoved back into their body. They will Rise! Powerful and Mighty, they will. They will grab, and, destroy, and, kill if must, to make their army larger, stronger! Thee must stop them! They shall not live! They shall not return to this world and captivate the human race! Thee most evoke them! You must sacrifice the boy! He will know it's the right thing to do. Thus will be the hero of all, the savior.
Is love worth everything? Even the fate of the entire world?
Being a Necromancer, makes you want to die, and loose this awful power. While being mortal, you want to live a long life with power. Two young people come together, to make an awful sacrafice that will change there lifes forever. Amber, the necromancer, couldn't be more alone, she doesn't really befriend anyone, mostly because she's a freak. That changes when Dymitri comes in. Being a young mortal with a crappy past can change your perspective on many things, it must be hard to love. Two very different people with two very different personalitys must make a sacrafice. Working together and unknowingly falling in love is a tough job. Especially when they find out the sacrafice, is one of them.
Name:Dash Lucer
Gender:Male
Age:17
Birthday:March 18th
Appearance:(he has green eyes and his arms and back are covered in tattoos)
http://25.media.tumblr.com/23c6d2c42e...
Here are his tattoos:
https://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net...
Height:6 ft
Likes:Sports, movies, music, math, drawing, tattoos,reading, hanging out with friends,Candy Crush,chocolate ice cream,pizza, tacos
Dislikes:stupid boring people, Harry Potter
Personalty:outgoing, smart, funny, cocky
Style:leather jackets and usually wears dark blue,combat boots
History:Parents are married but get in many fights and he usually gets involved. Parents get paid average.He has a little sister Beth.He also dropped out of highschool(in 11th) because of parents.
Relationship status:single
Crush:Open
*
Name: Ashlon 'Ash' Murphy
Age:17
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://media3.giphy.com/media/gb63PtS...
Style: Leather jackets and multicolored jeans
Personality: Witty, unusual, outgoing
Likes: Music, Dyeing her hair, hanging with friends, Horoscopes
Dislikes: Jerks, cheerleaders, One Direction, Video games.
History: She was born into a poor family, parents are still happily married, has two brothers and one sister.
Powers: When she focuses she can people's minds. But she hates doing it, so avoids it.
Relationship Status: Single.
*
My eyes fly open. and I sit up. I was having another nightmare, they were always the same; My mind remembering what my uncle made me do all those years ago. I was eleven then, and I had just figured out about my power. I was so excited and I ran to tell Uncle Ben. He was with his girlfriend at the time, and he made me read her mind. I found out that she was cheating on him and told him. He got very angry, and he kept hitting her. She died the next day. That was only the first time he had used her.
I shake the memory from my mind. "I'm going for a walk," I tell myself.
"Dash get the hell out!Stop defending your mom!"My dad yells.
I look at my mom,she mouths the words "get out now".Before heading out I glance back at her and then slam the door behind me.My parents are always like this and I always get involved because I don't want my little 7 year old sister, Beth,getting hurt again by my dad.I stop thinking about that.At least she wasn't here this time, right now she's at her friends house and she's safe.She's safe and playing as a princess or whatever little girls do nowadays.Don't worry,Dash, I tell myself in my head.I know I shouldn't be out walking at night time, I mean come on it's New York and well I've been ganged up on before.Now I can barely see and I don't know where to go.A long time ago when my parents didn't fight I had time to do things I love like sports,reading,drawing,hanging out with friends but now I only do one of those things and that is drawing.My life used to be great but now it's messed up like really it's just fucked up.I'm seventeen for goddamn sake!I don't get to see my friends, I can't do anything I love, and all I ever hear is yelling.Then I hear footsteps.....lots of footsteps.I roll the sleeves up of my leather jacket revealing my tattoos and turn around.Damn There's like 7 guys.
Gender:Male
Age:17
Birthday:March 18th
Appearance:(he has green eyes and his arms and back are covered in tattoos)
http://25.media.tumblr.com/23c6d2c42e...
Here are his tattoos:
https://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net...
Height:6 ft
Likes:Sports, movies, music, math, drawing, tattoos,reading, hanging out with friends,Candy Crush,chocolate ice cream,pizza, tacos
Dislikes:stupid boring people, Harry Potter
Personalty:outgoing, smart, funny, cocky
Style:leather jackets and usually wears dark blue,combat boots
History:Parents are married but get in many fights and he usually gets involved. Parents get paid average.He has a little sister Beth.He also dropped out of highschool(in 11th) because of parents.
Relationship status:single
Crush:Open
*
Name: Ashlon 'Ash' Murphy
Age:17
Gender: Female
Appearance: http://media3.giphy.com/media/gb63PtS...
Style: Leather jackets and multicolored jeans
Personality: Witty, unusual, outgoing
Likes: Music, Dyeing her hair, hanging with friends, Horoscopes
Dislikes: Jerks, cheerleaders, One Direction, Video games.
History: She was born into a poor family, parents are still happily married, has two brothers and one sister.
Powers: When she focuses she can people's minds. But she hates doing it, so avoids it.
Relationship Status: Single.
*
My eyes fly open. and I sit up. I was having another nightmare, they were always the same; My mind remembering what my uncle made me do all those years ago. I was eleven then, and I had just figured out about my power. I was so excited and I ran to tell Uncle Ben. He was with his girlfriend at the time, and he made me read her mind. I found out that she was cheating on him and told him. He got very angry, and he kept hitting her. She died the next day. That was only the first time he had used her.
I shake the memory from my mind. "I'm going for a walk," I tell myself.
"Dash get the hell out!Stop defending your mom!"My dad yells.
I look at my mom,she mouths the words "get out now".Before heading out I glance back at her and then slam the door behind me.My parents are always like this and I always get involved because I don't want my little 7 year old sister, Beth,getting hurt again by my dad.I stop thinking about that.At least she wasn't here this time, right now she's at her friends house and she's safe.She's safe and playing as a princess or whatever little girls do nowadays.Don't worry,Dash, I tell myself in my head.I know I shouldn't be out walking at night time, I mean come on it's New York and well I've been ganged up on before.Now I can barely see and I don't know where to go.A long time ago when my parents didn't fight I had time to do things I love like sports,reading,drawing,hanging out with friends but now I only do one of those things and that is drawing.My life used to be great but now it's messed up like really it's just fucked up.I'm seventeen for goddamn sake!I don't get to see my friends, I can't do anything I love, and all I ever hear is yelling.Then I hear footsteps.....lots of footsteps.I roll the sleeves up of my leather jacket revealing my tattoos and turn around.Damn There's like 7 guys.
